Dud-dah
One could get used to lucid dreams. The kind that wake you with a cold sweat. A memory of a place that may be real. You may question if it is a memory of an event that happened or something that the mind made you think. I've had many of these dreams.Heavy rain beats against the metal of a moving car. Inside you could hear it, mixing with the
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I am now in the process of making it into a home on wheels so I can roam about wildly for ... uh, dunno. A while.
It's becoming more stylin' with each passing moment in my mind, although it's not strong on guts so the whizzing will be kept to a minimum. Plus, I'm going to fore go gullwing doors and two tone paint. Still, I'm completely stoked.
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